Spiritual Poetry posted February 5, 2019

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Don't think life without regret fools The Reaper


by okanaganbell

The Reaper wants his toll
Remorse; The prayer's payment
The unrepentant
sell their soul
Drifting through, soft floating trees
An Angel, guarding...Blew a breeze
Calmness soothed, with a warmth
Lifting my spirit, a forgiven grace

My secrets...
Freed of debt
Hidden deep, without regret!

Then, the warmth of the breeze
turned cold
Streaming pure emptiness
Familiarity, took hold
Swirling and churning
a wicked web spun
Injecting remembrance, past evil I'd done
Desperation prayed, but
with a vengeance...Denied!
Forcing an agony, deep down inside
Darkness followed with unbearable pain
Inflicted from the shadows
i saw 'My' soul, chained.

Then, I remembered.......'The Deal!'
I'll allow your life free of shame and guilt
Never feel remorse, any blood spilt
No conscience to guide you, no old wounds to heal
Surrender your Soul...and
Your death...Seals 'The Deal'

I deserted my soul...Sold
To pay the price...Myself



The pain you cause others for your own selfishness, will come back to you...
One way. One day. One pay.

*Sssmiled has three S's intentionally, to push the reader to draw out the s...so to sound more...sinister. Like it got away with something. thank you.
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